The Great Snow Fight of 2019

[fistsofchange]

Who: Everyone
What: People pack snow into little balls and throw them at each other
When: January 30st and probably on and off for a couple of days after
Where: The grounds outside Keystone
Warnings: The weather outside is frightful

There's...not always a lot to do around Keystone Station. Sure there's books and video games and movies but for someone like Lin, who gets antsy when she's cooped up inside for too long, that only holds her attention for so long.

And then it started snowing.

There's only one thing to do about that.

-1-

It was quiet out. Maybe...TOO quiet.

All of the sudden, snowballs started flying out of the gloom, often from strange directions (like directly overhead.). It was followed by the sound of Lin's laughter. Someone's trying to start some shit.

Sure, she COULD have just invited everyone outside and told them, but this seemed more fun.

-2-

After a while, word got around and more people started getting into the spirit of it. Now it's not hunt and ambush so much as just a ton of people in a big confusing melee. Forts have been built. Tenuous alliances have been made. Factions are betraying each other at the drop of a hat, and everything is chaos.

Truly, war is hell.

-3-

This is the prompt for people who have had enough snow fighting for now and are huddled together in the kitchen, where a big ol' pot full of spiced cider is gently simmering on the stovetop making the room nice and warm and also making it smell amazing.

[OOC: Prompt 1 is obviously more focused on Lin specifically, but feel free to use the other 2 for general mingling!

Comments

[dubiouslychthonic]

[Jetshard is not precisely what one could call a skilled combatant, and honestly, if Jail had been putting any effort whatsoever into stealth, she probably would have managed to nail the troll in the back of the head.

Not that the fact that Jetshard had heard Jail coming had done her much good, because as matters stand, she'd turned at just the wrong moment and taken the blast in the side of the head instead. Which is maybe not quite so disorienting as a solid hit to the back of the head would be, but Jetshard is now experiencing the special hell that is an ear just absolutely full of snow.

She may not exactly be much of a combatant, but she's at least got the sense not to just stand there; she ducks around the nearby corner of a building and stands with her back to the wall, knocking the heel of her hand against her ear as if that's going to dislodge the stuff. Granted, going to ground would probably be a little more effective if she wasn't simultaneously yelling at her attacker.]

You actual child!

[nor_iron_bars]

[This is the best thing that's happened today. Jail's only regret is not getting that one film.]

[She calls out, teasing:]

That means you lost to a kid, then?

[The sight of Jetshard covered in snow sets her off laughing again, and she spreads her arms wide with a taunting grin.]

C'mon, not gonna take a shot? I'm right here~

[dubiouslychthonic]

[There's no real harm done to anything but Jetshard's pride, of course, and it seems that the goggles that serve as her first choice for dealing with midday snow-glare - which is uncomfortable, after all, even with a jadeblood's daylight vision - provide some protection against snow cannon to the face as well. But still, the situation stands firmly at "slightly less unpleasant than it could have been."

She chances looking out from the meager amount of cover she'd found. She's not at all surprised by Jailbreak's antics, but look, what's the point of judging your kismesis if you don't let her know, right? The troll rolls her eyes.] I don't generally make a habit of going directly at heavy artillery, you know. You put that thing together today, or have you been waiting for this?

[nor_iron_bars]

[Aww, she knew you cared.]

What, this old thing? Threw it together this morning, took me like twelve minutes. And half of that was doing the paint job.

[She pats the barrel of the cannon affectionately, and winks. Closer examination reveals that the cannon does, indeed, have a design painted on the side. It reads, in blue and white letters shaped to look like ice crystals:

Snow Problem version 1.5
(patent pending)

There's also a jaunty green wreath of painted pine branches around the rim of the opening. Because at that point, why not.]

Based it off a design I used a couple times back home. Never tried it with snow before, but hey. Turns out it works just fine.